An Unatural Occurence

This is my Epic
Devoid of Greatness
And magic feats
I wish it would rhyme
Maybe make a little sense
But then it wouldn't belong to me
This is my story.
And I will say nothing if I want to
Use the Blank Space to speak of everything these eyes have seen
.
.
.
Consider this my story told

Previoulsy*

Little Soldier:

Little Soldier
You are beautiful
Fashioned of shadow, light and desire

Condemned

Brimstone Butterflies
Catch and hold
I belong Here

Killed again
I would like to weep too

Little Soldier
So Still

I believe we are lost


Explanation: Each phrase from this poem is a quote from the book, A Separate Peace.

Esta Anciano*

Dance away,
Dance away my world
I'll stay still and dream
It's what I do best
I become what the world wants,
For the lost;
I am a map
For the forgotten;
I must remember
For the damned;
I will burn.
I forged these bonds
Closed them with free will
I am kept
But still I breathe
Sing to keep my calm beneath your screams
These locks are mine
And you are not my key
I will now bow because you reach above me
When you look me in the eye
We will begin

Forest Fire

Hello again
And welcome back.
You have been missed.
Unity
Again.
There's the Rush;
The power trip that lifts me up
Till i'm flying over fallen things
This.
Sky.
Is.
Mine.
And when I land,
There you are.
Submission meet Aggression.
You have been overthrown.

Shot in the Dark

"I want to bullet proof your soul. Would you like to lose control?"
I don't quite know why, but I rather like that lyric. With that said, on to the show:

Wow.
So.
Not quite sure I understood it all
But does it matter?
All I know is that it's all changed.
Everything
My faith in humanity:
Ruptured.
The assassin?
Part of the whole.
Just a piece, a half,
...or a third...
By that definition then so am I
I was the Traitor
Not the assasin.
Never the killer.
I would rather wait.
Abide.
Shh...
Don't tell anyone I told you this:
The waiting is over.

Lets call it temptation shall we
that place where courage meets fear
where what you know combats with dreams
A fleeting smile, a shift in stance
read it how you may in this eternal dance
i know what i want
do you know why i'm scared?
you couldn't, you couldn't possibly know
because theres no reason
not a single one
so let's strip the situation down
and see where we begin.

((The previous poem re-written as a sonnet))
Another pioneer, so far to go.
See you the lonely pilgrim? He will fly.
Soon night will bless him with a long lost show.
And he will watch the star and moon and sky

Does God see what shows on this sinners mind?
Within the maze the walls do rearrange
Themselves to leave all rational behind.
So drift away before the seasons change.

Hold tight this ball of yarn, a dream to thread,
Or chains of fright will choke you much too soon.
And when the ties of fears at last are shed,
Then he will know the sky and star and moon

A smile sits upon his countenance, sans shame,
Within his mind the walls have moved again.